Mix and Match

• Written by Anonymous

intro:
it's about to get crazy
 
(slinky)
I'm sick, so sick of these hipster kids thinking their internationally it,
fact is they wouldn't even notice if they accidentally stepped in shit.
 
All these girls look terminally thick, thin as a twig, i advise you raid a fridge,
i'm expected to arise at the flick of a switch, it's not easy being this sick.
 
Hop seems to be lacking a bit of slinky in it, this is the reason why i spit,
//(spit noise)
try not to slip and tumble in a pile of shit when you step in it.
 
Say hello to Justin, he's about to start busting rhymes so get accustom,
he'll fucking roughen you up in his dungeon if you dare fuck with him.
 
Jack's got claws of a cat, hence 'JackTheCat', provoke and he'll attack,
snap your spine with a single slap and make you a handicap.
 
Miles will chase you down for miles, give you a Chelsea smile
if you stare into his eyes for longer than w hat he anticipates for "awhile"...
that's just Miles
 
 
 
 
(justin)
When i was born i was dropped off in the ocean
Right by poseidon to cause some commotion
 
Women would paddle by as i jacked off with half a bottle of lotion
Fucked the sea witch then jizzed out her secret potion
 
I seen kate upton on a boat yeah she was on a cruise
She thought she was drinkin water but it was just vodka and booze!
 
Locked her up, "let me gooo!" Kate, im not listening
I'm to busy drinking some chemicals from chemistry
 
"Why cant i feel my face?!" Umm that water was vodka and Hennessey
Landed our boat in florida then drove to Tennessee
 
 
 
(jackthecat)
I'm stuck in a loop like Bill Murray, I will hurry,
kill thirty tracks while it's still early.
 
Ev'ry day, there's never change. Down-hill derby:
I'm fast, blastin' past the asses cause zilch are worthy.
 
You're gross like week-old chilled curry, I'm an ill turky.
Spit foul, a shit-owl, meet me at the Trailer Park
Boy, Imma tail ya car then you'll get flailed apart.
 
Oy, don't get annoyed by the sound of my voice,
I know that when I stop you're all bound to rejoice.
I found that the noise sounds like a loud little boy.
But I'm proud to deploy rap bombs like they was toys.
 
I know I got beef cause y'all scream at me "Holy Cow!"
Where's my trophy now? I slaughtered the game without knowin' how,
I'm confessin' I'm guessin' but I'm not messin' 'round, I'm so endowed.
I'm bold and I'm golden knock you out, so throw in the towel.
 
 
 
(miraclemiles)
Call me Miracle Miles
I don't do this for survival
You all awaited my arrival
On tracks I go homicidal
Then gonna be all yo idol's
And if I died you'd go tribal and suicidal
 
I WILL chase you down for Miles
But I won't give you no smile
'Cause I spit with a vile style
I'm filled with hostile bile
I'll make sure you ain't fertile
Hell you ain't even worthwhile
So Ima end this in style...
 
Wait, it aint groundhog day... we out!

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